Well, uhm. That was a distracting half-year since last post.
On the plus side, no one that I've talked with personally has fallen to the plague, though friends of friends have.
Anxiety symptoms that I hadn't had for years returned -- as load of (insert cartoon punctuation cursing here) exceeded what I had gotten up to handling.
Got help, both profesional (and web meeting rather than office visit), some med changes, -- and encouragement from partner and friends, and managed to do some constructive stuff.

Then worked on census. I had done the 2010 census in Los Angeles. Went out in one week of good weather, and then Extreme Heat and Extreme Smoke, and dragged through doing less than I had hoped -- but got some stuff done. I'm pleased that I made the effort, and I will also be very relieved when it's over. any day now.

Washington state was up to 99.7% complete earlier this week. So, while we have the bonus days of enumerating through October 5th, not much action likely locally. My body is collecting I.O.U.'s.

And the census director is energetically taking advantage of the bonss days. People are being flown in from around the country to the dozen states that have the lowest completion rate. These are almost entirely southern, republican ones. I expect the incoming horde of enumerators will especially work on the areas the local government would be most pleased to see undercounted.

My mother had her 90th birthday in August. Visting is out, but regular cheering phone calls are in.


My Nanowrimo efforts had crashed in November 2016, as had a lot of creative work. A daily goal for this month is to do the nanoprep for October so that if we have good enough news in November I'll be good to go. (And I should be cheered by that deliberately hopeful effort to be more constructive on the Must do stuff.) For today -- what's left of it -- my Nanoprep steps will be to reply to local group about virtual write-ins, and to read some of the Nanowrimo emails I've been not getting around to.

To be continued, aiming for tomorrow rather than next year.

Lyndon
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